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Friend of mine posted this on facebook yesterday and I liked the idea, especially after having a thread for shit lyrics.

Anyone got any favourite lyrics or bands whom have consistently awesome lyrics?

I'll start:

"So when victory comes at too heavy a price, well there's honour in choosing defeat

Like the boy who was given the keys to the world and decided to sleep on the street"

David Ford - To Hell With The World

"There's something gray that's leaving town

And it's way beyond me

How it gets off the ground

Where it goes hell knows

Maybe somewhere better than here

And what they say of the grass on the other sides true

Too much time looking ups turning everything blue

Including me, including the pilots, including you "

Alkaline Trio - Trucks and Trains

Infact, anything by Alkaline Trio or NOFX.

Your turn.

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Agoraphobic Nosebleed - Mock Execution

Arabian goggles over Baghdad. Condoleezza steamer on an old man's chest.

I don't give a fuck, Saddam took it like a man.

Bush would have cried, begged for his life, taken out a second mortgage on his soul,

fucked around on his wife and defaulted the entire loan.

Life's a lovely tit to gently squeeze or a boob to wrench and bruise.

I honestly don't give a fuck, unemployed and the economy is great.

To all the southern boys getting sand pounded up their ass, my thanks.

America escapes the breadline again, this time in hi-def, seven speaker surround sound.

Ate so much wartime pussy I'm really puttin' on the pounds.

Life's a lovely tit to gently squeeze or a fucking boob to wrench and bruise.

All of Prowler In The Yard by Pig Destroyer, especially Hyperviolet

Traced in wet sand her name in perfect cursive.

A love letter to the crescent moon.

By tommorrow it will be gone I told her.

There is no tommorrow she said.

I can feel her in a bikini of coiled snakes dancing to the hiss of the wind.

Postcards from a paradise in flames.

She used to be so right.

So right about everything.

Day of the Broken Arrows by The Idle Race

There goes that little girl again

Her years have passed, but all in vain

The birds have fallen from the trees

And it is told in these old memories

Birds on the wing at the end of the day

The trees of green and brown you see

Have suddenly turned grey

Don't be too sad when you're waiting for death

The message on the garden wall says

Mickey Mouse is bad

Ooh, Need, I need, I need, I need her

The broken arrows in the door, there's lots of Indians

Ooh, Need, I need, I need, I need her

The grass has grown above her hair

The pretty patterned teddy bear

Aah, aah aah yeah yeah

Her baby cries in the heat of the night

Footsteps up the stairs her mother's there to hold her tight

Happy young child and his dog running wild

Spring is in the air and they've been running for a mile

Remember when that girl was 5 years old

Now she's grown older with the lie she told

Why did this happen, where did I do wrong?

I know that now I'm home I'm not too young and then I'm gone

Ooh, Need, I need, I need, I need her

The broken arrows in the door; there's lots of Indians

Ooh, Need, I need, I need, I need her

The grass has grown above her hair

The pretty patterned teddy bear

Aah, aah aah yeah yeah

Birds on the wing at the end of the day

The trees of green and brown you see

Have suddenly turned grey

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Here's a few of my favourite lyricists:

Aidan Moffatt (Arab Strap etc)

Hayden Thorpe & Tom Fleming (Wild Beasts)

Stephin Merritt (Magnetic Fields/6ths/Gothic Archies)

Stuart Murdoch (Belle & Sebastian)

Will Sheff (Okkervill River)

Bryan Ferry (Roxy Music circa 1972-73)

Morrissey (circa 1984-1987)

I'm too lazy to post any lyrics, plus they're lyrics so they needn't read well without the music.

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I like these lines from the Dropkick Murphys song "Worker's Song". I think it's originally a Scottish or Irish folk song which they covered.

And when the sky darkens and the prospect is war

Who's given a gun and then pushed to the fore?

And expected to die for the land of our birth

Though we've never owned one lousy handful of earth

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I'm not a huge lyrics person. I often don't pay attention to them. If lyrics do grab me I consider it a bonus.

Alex Turner's lyrics are always great and the new Arctic Monkeys album is no exception.

I think this song is a good example. YouTube - ‪Arctic Monkeys - Reckless Serenade‬‏

And I've always loved the lyrics on Frightened Rabbit's "The Midnight Organ Fight"

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Piledriver waltz - Arctic monkeys

Alex Turner's lyrics are always great and the new Arctic Monkeys album is no exception.

I think this song is a good example. YouTube - ‪Arctic Monkeys - Reckless Serenade‬‏

Could not agree more, Alex turners songwriting just gets better and better, Piledriver waltz has got to be my favourite off the new album

You look like you've been for breakfast at the heartbreak hotel

And sat in the back booth by the pamphlets and the literature on how to lose

Your waitress was miserable and so was your food

If you're gonna try and walk on water make sure you wear your comfortable shoes

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one of my favourites......

* Unspoken Words * (Slow Ballad Blues)

If I could only share with you

Once more the fruits of yesterday

Could I forget unspoken words?

The changing colours, of your ways

I can still see you, standing there

Clutching my hand, and begging not to go

Don't hide the tears, I'm crying too

It doesn't matter, you must know..

I'll always be with you, by your side

Watching over you, and feeling every pain

Hold your head high, think of me there...

I'll soon be with you, once again

guitar solo.....

I'll always be with you, by your side

Watching over you, feeling every pain

Hold your head high, think of me there

I'll soon be with you, once again......

guitar til end fade....

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Could not agree more, Alex turners songwriting just gets better and better, Piledriver waltz has got to be my favourite off the new album

You look like you've been for breakfast at the heartbreak hotel

And sat in the back booth by the pamphlets and the literature on how to lose

Your waitress was miserable and so was your food

If you're gonna try and walk on water make sure you wear your comfortable shoes

Alex Turner's lyrics are normally spot-on, but I think the new album has some of his poorest. When he delves into Dylan-esque surrealism he loses something. I like that he's evolved from the kitchen sink/night on the piss lyrics of the first album, but it almost sounds like he's trying too hard with some half gibberish lines. He's still got an amazing, hypnotic way of phrasing his lyrics though and the new album is fucking great! (and does have plenty of good lyrics too)

In general, after melody, lyrics are probably the most important thing to me in a song, but as Larsen B says, it's very rare that they'll read decent to anyone who has never heard the tune.

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Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius Pip - Thou Shalt Always Kill

Thou shalt not steal if there is direct victim.

Thou shalt not worship pop idols or follow lost prophets.

Thou shalt not take the names of Johnny Cash, Joe Strummer, Johnny Hartman, Desmond Decker, Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix or Syd Barret in vain.

Thou shalt not think that any male over the age of 30 that plays with a child that is not their own is a peadophile... Some people are just nice.

Thou shalt not read NME.

Thou shalt not stop liking a band just because they've become popular.

Thou shalt not question Stephen Fry.

Thou shalt not judge a book by it's cover.

Thou shalt not judge Lethal Weapon by Danny Glover.

Thou shalt not buy Coca-Cola products.

Thou shalt not buy Nestle products.

Thou shalt not go into the woods with your boyfriend's best friend, take drugs and cheat on him.

Thou shalt not fall in love so easily.

Thou shalt not use poetry, art or music to get into girls' pants.

Use it to get into their heads.

Thou shalt not watch Hollyokes.

Thou shalt not attend an open mic and leave before it's done just because you've finished your shitty little poem or song you self-righteous prick.

Thou shalt not return to the same club or bar week in, week out just 'cause you once saw a girl there that you fancied but you're never gonna fucking talk to.

Thou shalt not put musicians and recording artists on ridiculous pedestals no matter how great they are or were.

The Beatles... Were just a band.

Led Zepplin... Just a band.

The Beach Boys... Just a band.

The Sex Pistols... Just a band.

The Clash... Just a band.

Crass... Just a band.

Minor Threat... Just a band.

The Cure... Just a band.

The Smiths... Just a band.

Nirvana... Just a band.

The Pixies... Just a band.

Oasis... Just a band.

Radiohead... Just a band.

Bloc Party... Just a band.

The Arctic Monkeys... Just a band.

The Next Big Thing.. JUST A BAND.

Thou shalt give equal worth to tragedies that occur in non-english speaking countries as to those that occur in english speaking countries.

Thou shalt remember that guns, bitches and bling were never part of the four elements and never will be.

Thou shalt not make repetitive generic music,

thou shalt not make repetitive generic music,

thou shalt not make repetitive generic music,

thou shalt not make repetitive generic music.

Thou shalt not pimp my ride.

Thou shalt not scream if you wanna go faster.

Thou shalt not move to the sound of the wickedness.

Thou shalt not make some noise for Detroit.

When I say "Hey" thou shalt not say "Ho".

When I say "Hip" thou shalt not say "Hop".

When I say, he say, she say, we say, make some noise... kill me.

Thou shalt not quote me happy.

Thou shalt not shake it like a polaroid picture.

Thou shalt not wish you girlfriend was a freak like me.

Thou shalt spell the word "Pheonix" P-H-E-O-N-I-X not P-H-O-E-N-I-X, regardless of what the Oxford English Dictionary tells you.

Thou shalt not express your shock at the fact that Sharon got off with Bradley at the club last night by saying "Is it".

Thou shalt think for yourselves.

And thou shalt always... Thou shalt always kill!

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(Yeah, Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ark)

Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah-ah-ah

Yeah-ah-ah

Yeah-ah-ah

Yeah-ah-ah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Rebecca Black - Verse 1]

7am, waking up in the morning

Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs

Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal

Seein everything, the time is goin

Tickin on and on, everybodys rushin

Gotta get down to the bus stop

Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends)

Kickin in the front seat

Sittin in the back seat

Gotta make my mind up

Which seat can I take?

Its Friday, Friday

Gotta get down on Friday

Everybodys lookin forward to the weekend, weekend

Friday, Friday

Gettin down on Friday

Everybodys lookin forward to the weekend

Partyin, partyin (Yeah)

Partyin, partyin (Yeah)

Fun, fun, fun, fun

Lookin forward to the weekend

[Rebecca Black - Verse 2]

7:45, were drivin on the highway

Cruisin so fast, I want time to fly

Fun, fun, think about fun

You know what it is

I got this, you got this

My friend is by my right

I got this, you got this

Now you know it

Kickin in the front seat

Sittin in the back seat

Gotta make my mind up

Which seat can I take?

[Chorus]

Its Friday, Friday

Gotta get down on Friday

Everybodys lookin forward to the weekend, weekend

Friday, Friday

Gettin down on Friday

Everybodys lookin forward to the weekend

Partyin, partyin (Yeah)

Partyin, partyin (Yeah)

Fun, fun, fun, fun

Lookin forward to the weekend

[bridge]

Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday

Today i-is Friday, Friday (Partyin)

We-we-we so excited

We so excited

We gonna have a ball today

Tomorrow is Saturday

And Sunday comes after...wards

I dont want this weekend to end

[Rap Verse]

R-B, Rebecca Black

So chillin in the front seat (In the front seat)

In the back seat (In the back seat)

Im drivin, cruisin (Yeah, yeah)

Fast lanes, switchin lanes

Wit a car up on my side (Woo!)

(Cmon) Passin by is a school bus in front of me

Makes tick tock, tick tock, wanna scream

Check my time, its Friday, its a weekend

We gonna have fun, cmon, cmon, yall

[Chorus]

Its Friday, Friday

Gotta get down on Friday

Everybodys lookin forward to the weekend, weekend

Friday, Friday

Gettin down on Friday

Everybodys lookin forward to the weekend

Partyin, partyin (Yeah)

Partyin, partyin (Yeah)

Fun, fun, fun, fun

Lookin forward to the weekend

Its Friday, Friday

Gotta get down on Friday

Everybodys lookin forward to the weekend, weekend

Friday, Friday

Gettin down on Friday

Everybodys lookin forward to the weekend

Partyin, partyin (Yeah)

Partyin, partyin (Yeah)

Fun, fun, fun, fun

Lookin forward to the weekend

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Alex Turner is a weird one for me. I heard Good on the Dancefloor when it came out and thought it was balls and immediately wrote them off as being another indie/pop rock band that I'm just not interested in.

It wasn't until I saw Submarine and fell in love with the soundtrack (thinking the voice singing sounded familiar...) that my mate told me who I was hearing and that his lyrics are actually really, really good. Keep meaning to trawl through the Arctic Monkeys stuff to give them a second chance.

/coolstory.

I'd say lyrics are one of the most important parts of a song for me, melody is equally as important, but as long as it's not a bad melody then it's fine. I'd take amazing lyrics with mediocre melody over amazing melody with mediocre lyrics any day. I don't mind a singer having a poor voice if what they are singing is meaningful.

xx

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I don't know why but this is my favourite part of the Rebecca Black song:

R-B, Rebecca Black

So chillin in the front seat (In the front seat)

In the back seat (In the back seat)

Im drivin, cruisin (Yeah, yeah)

Fast lanes, switchin lanes

Wit a car up on my side (Woo!)

(Cmon) Passin by is a school bus in front of me

Makes tick tock, tick tock, wanna scream

Check my time, its Friday, its a weekend

We gonna have fun, cmon, cmon, yall

It is fantastically void of substance.

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I'm not a huge Pink Floyd fan, but I love the lyrics from "Sheep"

YouTube - ‪Sheep - Pink Floyd - Animals‬‏

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away;

Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air.

You'd better watch out!

There may be dogs about

I looked over Jordan, and I've seen

Things are not what they seem.

That's what you get for pretending the danger's not real.

Meek and obedient you follow the leader

Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel.

What a surprise!

A look of terminal shock in your eyes.

Now things are really what they seem.

No, this is not a bad dream.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want

He makes me down to die

Through pastures green He leadeth me the silent waters by.

With bright knives He releaseth my soul.

He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places.

He converteth me to lamb cutlets,

For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger.

When cometh the day we lowly ones,

Through quiet reflection, and great dedication

Master the art of Karate,

Lo, we shall rise up,

And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water.

Bleating and babbling we fell on his neck with a scream.

Wave upon wave of demented avengers

March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.

Have you heard the news?

The dogs are dead!

You better stay home

And do as you're told.

Get out of the road if you want to grow old.

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When he delves into Dylan-esque surrealism he loses something. I like that he's evolved from the kitchen sink/night on the piss lyrics of the first album, but it almost sounds like he's trying too hard with some half gibberish lines.

I couldn't agree more with what you say there, i think when he was playing with the last shadow puppets/doing favourite worst nightmare, he was on top form, but his songwriting stood out amongst others for being witty and clever, now it's just too complicated to be catchy.

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Mogwai feat. Aidan Moffat

R U Still In 2 It

Are you still into it? 'cause I'm still into it.

We haven't had sore bits for about a fortnight.

Am I your only one? 'Cause you're still my only one.

But if you need more, I'll just do it in some, right.

We should go into town and spend some money.

We could go to the pictures and see something funny.

We'd share a popcorn and we can go to the pub at night.

We can get right tanked up and go home and have a fight.

Now you're taken

Did you see him when I was away?

I would have phoned but you'd spoil the trip.

Will he be in the pub tonight?

I'll hide my rage and take a sip.

Will he be yours as of today?

Will I never see you know? if you're taken?

Are you still wearing that ring?

When she told me I was a little shaken.

Like a bird, a feather bed, my sister says, and we'll get wed......and I should tell you I adore you, but I'm sure that I'll just bore you.

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The cure lovecats

We move like cagey tigers

We couldn't get closer than this

The way we walk

The way we talk

The way we stalk

The way we kiss

We slip through the streets

While everyone sleeps

Getting bigger and sleeker

And wider and brighter

We bite and scratch and scream all night

Let's go and

Throw all the songs we know

Not a band im very much into, just this song really, amazing lyrics in my opinion

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I like I am Kloot's lyrics. Pick a song.

particularly like this one:

Woke up this morning

For someone to set you free

Turned round today

To find that someone was me

and we smoke, dead men's cigarettes

and we choke, on the bitter black regrets,

Of ourselves - we've found no-one else

This Atmosphere track has great lyrics. I just think it paints a perfect picture of what it's like to be a semi-popular rap 'star'.

"You Played Yourself"

[Verse 1]

What's up? My name is Sean, nice to meet ya

So what brings you backstage in this theatre?

Oh you're in the crew that plays first

I shoulda noticed all four of y'all of wore the same shirts

I bet you got a demo of your work right

{That's what's up} Can you leave it with my merch guy?

Well word up, good luck tonight

And don't forget to drink water, and don't cup that mic, huh

Do me a favour and stay away from Ant's beer

No you can't bring your fans back here

Nah I'm straight, you can keep your drugs in fact

Keep em in the alley out back behind the club

And drop the attitude

Why you acting like that little sticky pass is some kinda right of passage dude

Keep rapping till you get discovered

But better believe it's last time we ever see each other

[Hook (Every second line spoken)]

Cause you played yourself

Uh yeah, of course I remember you man, uh, how you been man? How you doin man?

You played yourself

They told me that you tried to pick a fight with your own DJ

You played yourself

Nah I didn't see you're set man, I was, I was sleeping on the bus

You played yourself

Uh yeah, go talk to that guy, him, he'll give you some drink tickets, word

[Verse 2]

New York, at the Bowery getting down

With Grayskul, P.O.S. and Fillmore Brown

My first time touring with a live band

Trynna hide all the fear behind the mic stand

I just want to move around and keep it versatile

But tonight some kid took it personal

I stopped my set, yo what you yellin bout?

With your middle up calling me sell out

Then security rushed him like a gang fight

Wait, don't kick him out, man it ain't right

But they wasn't listening to Slug

I'm just an artist on the stage, they don't really give a fuck

So I finished up my set then

Ran out the front door to see if I could catch him

And there he was, mad and drunk

So I gave him his money and sent him off with a hug

[Hook (Every second line spoken)]

Man you played yourself

Man you can barely stand up, you trynna call me names, punk

You played yourself

I understand, I understand dude, I was just like you when I was 15 years old

You played yourself

Talking about, you ain't The Roots, you ain't The Roots, why you got a band man?

You played yourself

Do me a favour, throw away my CDs, I don't want you stupid fans

[Verse 3]

Girl please, don't treat me like you treat a toy

You wouldn't look twice if I was the pizza boy (nope)

You ain't got to flash me your ass and tits

I'd rather fantasise that you're a rap advocate

Look around, you see all these women?

They came for the music, you came for the scenesterism

The validating game is degrading

Got me cornered at the bar to boost your ratings

I'm getting too old for the trap

Go wiggle that cleavage at the opening act, huh

Plus you smell like a bucket of vodka

I would never put my meat sauce up in that pasta

The shows over, so why you waiting by the bus

Like I'm supposed to be impressed with the basics

You don't believe that I don't want to see you naked

But I'm not hanging out, take care and stay safe kid

[Hook (Every second line spoken)]

You played yourself

Yeah actually I have heard somebody say that to me before

You played yourself

You realise I can clearly see your clitoris through your jeans

You played yourself

Look you are closer to my son's age than, than you are to mine

You played yourself

Look, look, the li, the living legends are right there, right over there, go over there

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